Lonely Attack on the Different World

Part 2500 SS I think the smell of aging is critical even without a separate setup.

Frontier Citadel

This is the place to die, this is the battlefield. I've been walking in despair. I lost everything I tried desperately to protect, and my dreams were trampled underfoot.

The country is torn apart, and the homeland is burned down. Neither his friends, nor his family, nor anyone else have turned him into a corpse, and he no longer knows what the war is for.

"It's the Imperial Army." "Yeah, I know. He's familiar with his face."

It was the new kingdom of the union that was picked up by the current. And this is where the survival of my homeland has been protected, and I am still trying to build a new nation.

"Request permission to scout with the Independent Regiment." "It's bullshit, that's the number of suicides like night battles!"

The things entrusted to us by the king, whom we could no longer protect, have taken root here.

From here on, I have a grudge and a grudge against the enemy.

"It's a powerful reconnaissance of stone-throwing. After that, I'll use it for his slaves." "No, please... please... for my fellow countrymen."

Everything I protected was out of my hands, and it was just a battle.

Yes, I'll go out and ask if I'm in a good mood, and if I'm in a good mood, I'll kill you, even if I cry and repent.

"I don't know, I know what you're thinking. The thought of the late king is the same to all of us... but I can't allow myself to trample on his sword, on his armor, and on this citadel."

My enemies swarmed to the battlefield. The banner of revenge fell before his eyes, and in his closed eyes was the figure of the king who had died to let the people escape.

"But over there..."

And yet, this unexplained emotion... reminds me of my black eyes when I think of death. We came to the end of the never-ending escape, and told us, "If you're going to die, you're going to kill everything that touches your sleeves on the road to death, and there are plenty of magic stones built into the repair ceremony so that you can completely annihilate the old man versus the annihilation chain." Yeah, because there's no need for an old man's measurements. "He gave me his broken sword and broken armor.

"Even if avenge is in front of us, we will no longer be given a place to die." "Yes, at least we can give up only when the boy gives up. It is an unfulfilled wish, and we are not even allowed to die."

The boy whose sword and armor we gave from the king were repaired and rebuilt in shining magic, his deeper and sader black eyes still remain in his heart.

"" "Besides, because I'm afraid of the keyword" old man versus obliterate ", I'm forbidden to deploy!" "

And I saw a sword forged with a hammer of magical power that would die instantly, rather than being stunned by a mortal.

Then, I transformed my armor in such a madness that what I was looking at fell into magic.

The decaying armor that we gave from the king, and martyred by the last life, is still shining brighter than it was then.

Yes, my king gave it to me as it was then, more than that...

"I see... are we still not allowed to break?" "Yes, our sword... even if it breaks, it will grow." "Seriously!?" "

The armor entrusted to protect the people sent the people to the new heavens and earth... and transformed the old man into a creature. This feeling will never break, and even if you break it, you will never give up... this, even if you break it, it will grow!?

"Yes, it's getting thinner and shorter." "Needless to say, the problem is the armor." "Yes, when the old man is saturated and reaches a critical point, the fusion explodes and there is a desire for chain old man-to-extinction." "" "Shit, the earth is filled with old men. If I storm it... it's going to explode!?" "

Nor shall we be given the hour of death. Is it not permissible for us to pass away unto the king, who passed away before us, to apologize for our unfaithfulness?

Yeah, that's right, I'll take care of the battlefield I'll take care of it!

However, if we are to protect the people entrusted to us until the end, there is tremendous pressure to become an aristocrat... But if we are going to die, what does it mean that the place of death is an in-house job? Yes, I'm afraid of allies who are too desperate for some reason than to hate their enemies!?

"" "You don't mind if I leave you to it!!" "" "What!?" "" Leave us to it, and go to [Black] first! "Oh, I can't be there!!"

What are you talking about...? I'm scared (of the neighborhood under my eyes)!!

"I wonder if the war is about to begin!" Unfortunately, our kingdom coalition is aiming for a super-sexist nation. "" Yes, Lv 50 or less is out of the war. "" That's right! "" "I'll take care of this. Go to [Black]! Seriously!!!" "" "" "" Why do you look so desperate with your tears!? "" "

Yes, there are more important things than battle on the battlefield, and there are places that are blacker (spicier) than death.

Yes, the warriors who were prepared to die and who had lost their king and king of peace... what a terrifying place!! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!?

[And a new kingdom will emerge - the veterans will not die, just... welcome to the Black Aristocrat? Like that?]